Speaking of abhor. Off topic a little bit. I abhor slow scrabble. I'm subjected to it a lot in online games of supposedly "speed" scrabble. It's very hard to accept. It's so boring. I would rather not experience it. I don't want to. But have to. Similar to a job. Any job. Except jobs that are called something like "music-maker" and "tournament blitz scrabble player". Dream jobs. There are no official blitz scrabble tournaments offline yet. Online, I have to multitask (scratch my posterior, pick my nose, strengthen immune system, try to compose a tune, etc) during their slow turns to cope with these slow players. I guess that's a form of acceptance. There are no hesitate-you-die rules that speed scrabble should have like they had in Jesse James days, presumably. Oh, well. No need to commit suicide.aciddose wrote:My suggestion is to find music you absolutely abhor and train yourself to accept it.
This refusal to accept and experience things outside your own sphere of what you subjectively define as "good" is the basis of your delusion about what things truly exist and are.
Offline, booger-picking is not an acceptable form of multitasking. And yet not-bathing-for-weeks is tolerated at my city's scrabble club, I presume, because I swear the last time I was there a homeless person was there too playing... with me. My guess is that he was just there keeping warm because yeah I guess it was winter. Or maybe that wasn't a homeless person, maybe it was normal-state=stinky George Lucas. Not the famous director but some guy with two first names like Billy Bob that I haven't seen for a while and one that didn't have a huuuuuge beard but I knew from a while back that he wasn't fond of taking a bath/shower. I'm not an antibathor nor a prolific boggerator. It's just that why can't I pick my nose during a scrabble game? It's not like I'm doing it to distract the opponent nor to intentionally pass germs, and you never really know who is passing germs, heck, homeless persons are not famous for being germophobic and "clean", am I homelessphobic for believing that, yes? no?... it's just that my nostril(s) were itchy/bothersome and I didn't have a Kleenex and it was a bored urgency of the moment thing that needed doing. And who knew a homeless-looking guy would formally complain about booger-picking? Hey, how come KVR doesn't have a giggle emoticon? This one is too much: